(Intro) I am high yeah Let’s go (Chorus) When the sun go down, the stars come out When the sun go down, the sun go down Put the pu**y on you when the sun go down Credit card came back fraud V.I.P. in the club the sun is down Tipping on em like my Jones coming down Put that make up on the boy homie the clown Ohh his…his credit card came back fraud (Verse) I’m a big top, baby I’m a boss All my female dogs they wanna hear you bark Do you like em from Atlanta, like I’m from New York If you don’t smoke…Cali we Them ni**as Close my eyes and…my head is like to short I think the worst way, call me fine, take me to court I ball like Zay on Wednesday when he run for court You got that D I want that press If you wanna see me throw it back I’m a (Repeat Chorus)